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Syd Mead concept art from the Blade Runner 30th Anniversary blu-ray still gallery, part two: interiors

You're Always Coming Out

thefourthvine:

Recently, I started thinking about the moments of being openly gay that I never see in fic. This was supposed to be a list of those.

It isn’t. 

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Ever since we moved to this house, I’ve gone to the same pharmacy several times a month to pick up prescriptions. In the beginning, the earthling was with me in the sling, and later he’d accompany me walking on his own feet. There was a cashier, Maria, who always talked to him and me, who was friendly and remembered us and grabbed our prescriptions before we even got to the front of the line. 

One day about a year ago I went to the pharmacy after the earthling was in bed. “Oh, where’s your son?” Maria asked.

"He’s at home with my wife. It’s after his bedtime."

"…Oh," she said.

Since then, when I go, she still recognizes me, earthling or no, but she’s all business. No chat, no talking about how big the earthling has gotten, no asking me about my day. There are a thousand possible reasons for this. At least. Most of them have nothing to do with me. Maybe she got yelled at for chatting with customers too much. Maybe she’s been having a bad year. It could be anything. I know that.

But I will always wonder if it’s because I’m queer. I can’t not wonder. My queerness inflects every interaction I have like this, whether I acknowledge it (“my wife”) or avoid it (“my partner”). And because queerness is not visible, cannot be known until I make it known, I often have situations like this, where there was a before and there is now an after and things are different. This is one of the minor costs of being openly queer: the voice in the back of your head that is always going, is this because I’m gay?

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Geographical and astronomical illustrations from the mid-1800s

by John Philipps Emslie

(several via the Wellcome Collection)

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